I did that just last night. I have been wanting to go walking for a couple of months now. Just get going and get a good work out in, KWIM? Well last night I went with a couple of ladies in my neighborhood for a walk. They are part of a group that goes walking 3 times a week. The route is up the canyon from us and is rather hilly and on a dirt road. And they go fast. I know that I was slowing them down, and I felt bad about it, but I thought I was going to die in the first 5 minutes. Thankfully it got easier, or I got used to it, or both because I didn’t die. And I did not stop the whole way. Thankfully the last half is downhill. Of course the scary part is that they walked the “short shaggy” for me last night. What if they decide on the “long shaggy” Thursday? Will I make it? I need that support group of other women for me to keep this up, so I am not going to quit. I just need to be like the abominable snowman in that Kris Kringle show where he just puts “one foot in front of the other,” right?
Speaking of biting off more than one can chew, Tevita did that yesterday as well. I was at the store and the heavenly smell of fresh, hot french bread was wafting toward me as I headed for the check out. I couldn’t pass it up. I grabbed some. We got home and dove into the delicious loaf. Tevita shoved so much in his mouth he was having some serious choking issues. Thankfully he got it all worked out, and was able to eventually get it all down. How long does this last? He doesn’t do it all of the time, just often enough for me wonder when it will end.
Stand for Something.